Two By Holly Day
Why I’m Still Her(e) When I tried to leave you came to me and held my hand called me your love, told me you wanted to fuck me that was all it took because I’m easy that way. I remember thinking halfway through that I really should tell you to stop, I mean it I’m really going to leave this time but the flickering of the overhead lights was too distracting. The endless rumble of passing trains lightning and haphazardly-thrown buckets of rain kept me close to you, even after that night it still feels like a sign. Of the Long Way I’m in love with the lonely ones, the hairy jungle children that watch from beneath the wide spread of green leaves and vinery, clutching rocks smeared with feces and coconuts meant for throwing. Angry and violent they are wrapped in thoughts of consequence and self-loathing. There is a Heaven waiting for them, someplace safe from people like me. If they come close enough, I will g